Jaye Valentine

About nine months ago, our local Borders bookstore was one of the first locations of the company to close during their attempt to restructure after filing for bankruptcy protection. Another business finally took over the building a few weeks ago, an enormous discount liquor store. The only remaining “big box” bookseller in the area, Barnes & Noble, is a bit more of a hike for us, but still not too…

Acid-washed jeans strategically ripped at the knees. Perfectly distressed bomber jacket left open to reveal a plain white T-shirt. A diamond stud in my lone pierced ear (the right ear, naturally). My hair-metal mullet expertly coiffed and held in place with half a can of Aqua Net. Welcome to 1989. It doesn’t seem so long ago, but boy, how the world has changed since then. Aside from the notoriously bad…

With a cold beer in one hand and the television remote in the other, I had just planted my ass on my comfortable sofa after a tiring week that had lasted a day longer than normal. The phone rang before I could turn the TV on. Shit. “Yeah?” The inordinately chipper voice on the other end of the line needed no introduction. “I’ve finally decided to take the plunge,” Kristin…

I’m so pleased to announce that Jaye Valentine has agreed to be an author contributor on the site, which means that he’ll be writing for FREE. With his partner Reno MacLeod Jaye writes delicious books that are neither traditional nor mainstream (that’s a huge compliment) 🙂 and the plots range from religious themes, cross dressers, BDSM, urban fantasy and everything in between. 🙂 I won’t tell you what it took to persuade Jaye to join our team, but…

Jaye and I were talking about cross-dressing men a few weeks ago and decided to join forces on this post since we both love them – for different reasons. He wants to bed them, 🙂 I just want to read about them. Here’s Jaye’s love-in about gender bending: ********* Bulging biceps. Ripped, washboard abs. Meaty pectoral muscles. Popping calf muscles. Deltoids, trapezius muscles, latissimus dorsi. The epitome of maleness. Rawr! However, that…

About three weeks ago I was musing in my weekly update about wanting to write a post on tats, but I realized very quickly that I knew next to nothing about them, other than liking them. As usual when I don’t know much about a topic I ask for volunteers. To my shock, immediately after the post uploaded I received two emails – one from Feliz Faber an author and also…

Another risqué Friday! Jaye and Reno decided to write a post for you today on a word that really needs explaining. Like you don’t know what it means. 😀 However, since some of you have complained about the interchangeability of “cum” and “come” I think you need to read their very concise definitions – maybe you might learn something or two. After all, you can’t know enough about sex because…